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"Wow!"
Wall's bold declaration of war even startled Woj for a moment, while the home fans pumped their fists excitedly, eager to see Wall crush Blake Su and defend their home court.
Right after that.
Woj walked over to Blake Su across the court, relayed what Wall had just said, and asked:
"What do you have to say about the No. 1 pick John Wall's declaration of war?!"
"Uh..."
If you don't mess with me, I won't mess with you. But if you come at me, I'm not someone easy to deal with.
Blake Su thought for a moment and replied calmly:
"The last No. 1 pick who said that? The grass on his grave is already six feet high."
Woj froze for a moment, then got the joke and burst out laughing.
"Hahaha! Blake Su, that comeback was savage!"
Who was the last No. 1 pick?
Fans immediately began guessing. Then a fan with an incredible memory shouted:
"It was Griffin! Before facing Blake Su, he said something similar to what Wall just said.
And Blake Su destroyed him!"
"Ah, now I remember!"
"Damn, Blake Su's line is brutal. Looks like he's planning to destroy Wall tonight."
"Hmph! Is he trying to beat him straight into the grave? That's ruthless."
"Hey, wait a minute! You and Blake Su are the ones playing—why drag me into this?!"
Griffin: Why do I suddenly feel like someone's talking trash about me?
"Damn, the grass on Griffin's grave is already six feet high?"
"Hahaha! Griffin caught a stray!"
The fans were thoroughly entertained by Blake Su's ruthless yet hilarious comeback. But as the man involved, Wall couldn't laugh at all.
On the contrary...
His determination to destroy Blake Su only grew stronger.
"Hmph. Damn Blake Su. After I crush you in a moment, let's see if you can still act so smug."
...
Another outburst from Wall. Another round of pregame provocation and declaration of war.
Originally, the Wizards vs. Suns matchup was just an ordinary game with average attention. But after this chain of escalating drama, it had become a showdown fans were eager to watch.
As the tension on the court continued to build—
Warm-ups ended.
Blake Su and Wall, the two focal players of the night, stepped onto the court with absolute confidence after their exchange of taunts—each certain he would crush the other.
The game begins!
"Jump ball!"
The opening tip was between Blake Su and McGee. McGee certainly had talent, but he always seemed a bit sluggish and soft. Even his jump looked oddly limp.
"Smack!"
No contest.
Blake Su, who had yet to lose a single tip-off, once again beat McGee to the ball and tapped it away. Nash calmly collected it and initiated the Suns' first offensive possession.
He brought the ball up to the top of the arc.
He glanced toward the left corner—but instead swung the ball across to the right wing.
Right on cue, Curry curled out from Blake Su's screen, caught the pass, and immediately fired a three-point shot.
"Swish!"
Nothing but net.
Opening the game with a three-pointer, Curry's intense training after the loss to the Lakers seemed to be paying off—at least a little.
Meanwhile.
At the commentary table.
Van Gundy focused on Nash and smiled.
"Nash—despite being 36 years old—still has that master-level passing ability.
That pass was beautiful."
"Exactly."
Mike Breen nodded and added:
"But Blake Su's screen was also extremely high quality. With a center's size and his own massive offensive threat, once he sets the screen and rolls, the Wizards have to commit a defender to him.
That gives Curry—who already curled into position—an even better shooting window.
And with that elite three-point shooting, Curry is firmly establishing himself as the team's second option!"
On the court.
Wizards (0): (3) Suns.
The Suns strike first and take the early lead.
The Wizards take possession.
Nick Young brings the ball up the floor, arriving at the top of the arc. Facing Curry, he dribbles slowly, controlling the pace.
On one side.
Wall comes off a screen and settles at the top of the arc—a perfect catch-and-shoot spot. He immediately raises his hand asking for the ball.
But...
Nick Young doesn't even glance at him.
"Step!"
Carter quickly closes out.
You expect Nick Young to pass?
Sorry—there's no such word as "pass" in my isolation playbook.
"Whoosh!"
He accelerates past Curry and drives to the rim. In the contact, he spins and shakes Curry off.
But...
Frye, already very familiar with Nick Young's offensive style, was ready.
"Clang!"
Under the defensive contest, Nick Young's layup misses.
However...
McGee grabs the offensive rebound and kicks the ball back out to the perimeter.
Wall catches it.
Finally, he gets the ball.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
At the top of the arc.
Nick Young, who hates passing and loves isolation plays, has no problem helping Wall here. He immediately steps up to set a screen for him.
Wall uses the screen—
And now faces...
Blake Su!
"Woaaah!"
The moment Wall and Blake Su were matched up, the arena erupted in noise!
"Hahaha!"
At the commentary desk, Mike Breen pointed excitedly.
"Here it comes! A showdown between two super rookies right from the start of the game?!"
"Exactly."
"Isn't this exactly what everyone wants to see?!"
On the court.
Wall stared straight at Blake Su and snorted.
"Blake Su, I've been waiting for this matchup for a long time. Are you ready to get destroyed by me?!
Come on!
I'll let you feel the power of a No. 1 pick.
I'll make you experience despair!"
"Oh."
Facing Wall's provocation, Blake Su lazily lifted his eyelids and gave a light "oh."
Wall's fiery speech—enough to make most people's blood boil—had absolutely no effect on Blake Su.
Hearing that response, Wall felt like he'd thrown a punch into cotton.
Completely powerless.
Not just powerless—he also felt an overwhelming sense of frustration and humiliation.
Anger surged through him instantly.
"Blake Su!"
He snorted coldly.
Wall's eyes sharpened. As he switched hands with a between-the-legs dribble, his entire body exploded to the left like a storm.
Wall's first step was lightning fast.
However—
Blake Su wasn't slow either.
He chased right after him.
But just as Blake Su closed in, Wall suddenly slammed on the brakes.
He stepped back to the left, instantly creating over a full body's worth of lateral separation.
The crowd roared.
A sudden stop step-back jumper!
"Heh!"
"Wall is seriously underestimating Blake Su!"
Van Gundy had barely finished speaking when—
On the court.
Blake Su bent his knees and exploded upward.
Just as Wall released the shot—just as the ball left his fingertips and flew toward the basket—
"SMACK!"
Blake Su swatted the ball away from the side.
Straight into the stands.
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